| Player Info | |
|---|---|
| Alias: | 'Carmen Sandiego' |
| Status: | Dead |
| Points: | 2 |
| Last point on: | 2005 April 15—05:10 PM |
'Athena' killed 'Carmen Sandiego'.
I knew today was not a good day when I realized that I’d forgotten to refill my watergun. A spoon and a laptop filled backpack are no match for a watergun, and so I died, shot down like so many others before me.
good game guys, thanks for hosting it : )
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'Carmen Sandiego' killed 'Manchot'.
Today I managed the awesome feat of bringing down the fearsome Manchot. To do so required a group of loyal helpers and, unfortunately, quite a bit of trickery. He saw through my first plan (quite similar to his last one, in fact) of simply having someone else waylay him on the way out of class. However, for this kill we were prepared to be completely unscrupulous, and my friend gained us some time and confusion by pretending to be part of the game and running away. When Manchot decided to chase after him I managed to shoot him down from above, atop a staircase. Only in such a cowardly, conniving way could I have brought down such a killer, and I apologize here for it- fortunately or unfortunately, there are no rules in love, war, and assassination.
Yeah, I got killed. I’m not going to say much, because I’m dead.
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'Carmen Sandiego' killed 'Static Guard'.
I unwittingly discovered the location of my prey this afternoon and with the help of a small entourage, I stealthily entered the Spurlock Museum. We blended in with all the other many visitors (2), and discussed the great pieces of art in cultered tones while awaiting a respite in the tour Amy was taking. Suddenly, I saw my chance. They were making for a door. Seeing my watergun was uncouth to use in such surroundings, I quickly replaced it with the spoon. The kill was made. I cut her off at the door and so cut off her life.
Drat! I should have known better than to go to a CHP event in these most uncertain of times. If only my name had not been posted online . . . I was paying attention to my tour of the Spurlock Museum when, out of nowhere, I was stabbed with a spoon – and so I died, on the floor of the Spurlock Museum. I hope that the lady at the front desk isn’t too upset about the blood.
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Caterina and I happen to sit next to each other in our CHP class, so after class, I just followed her outside to her bike. She saw me coming and tried to run away but I chased her around to the parking lot behind the honors house, where I shot her dead.